Continuing Rock's last snippet:
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A burst of light temporarily blinded Hitsugaya, and he growled as he squinted. The light faded as the boy's reiatsu seemed to double in size. Smoke and dust obscured him, but finally parted-Allowing a gigantic dragon made of ice and water to rocket out right for him.
"What the-?!" Hitsugaya focused his spiritual energy and blocked the copy of one of his signature attacks, grunting in exertion at the spirit force behind it. The dragon continued to rocket into his blade, dispersing into the surrounding atmosphere, and finally vanished entirely. Hitsugaya growled and looked around.
"Don't move," said a slightly shaky voice behind him. Hitsugaya gritted his teeth. He knew this tactic-He'd used it against Gin. The little bastard had gotten behind him!
"Look, I know you think I'm using Hinamori or something, but come on," Makoto said, exasperated. His released sword was pointed at Hitsugaya's head, another giant ice dragon ready to fly if it had to as indicated by the small dragon symbol now etched onto the blade. "What could Aizen have to gain from doing this?"
He scowled. "There's also the fact of the matter that I hate that smiling bastard as much as you do."
"Why should I believe you?" Hitsugaya asked flatly. "Aizen himself was just one big charade, a puppeteer. He's also patient. Patient enough to find a use for someone like you."
"Maybe... But I also know that you killing me isn't going to help Hinamori. Or help me either, since I'll be, ya know... Dead."
"You're a goddamned pawn at best, and Aizen himself at worse," Hitsugaya snarled. Makoto gritted his teeth.
"Then give me a chance to prove myself!"
"Never again..."
"Then it seems we have a problem, huh?" Makoto asked.
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A burst of light temporarily blinded Hitsugaya, and he growled as he squinted. The light faded as the boy's reiatsu seemed to double in size. Smoke and dust obscured him, but finally parted-Allowing a gigantic dragon made of ice and water to rocket out right for him.
"What the-?!" Hitsugaya focused his spiritual energy and blocked the copy of one of his signature attacks, grunting in exertion at the spirit force behind it. The dragon continued to rocket into his blade, dispersing into the surrounding atmosphere, and finally vanished entirely. Hitsugaya growled and looked around.
"Don't move," said a slightly shaky voice behind him. Hitsugaya gritted his teeth. He knew this tactic-He'd used it against Gin. The little bastard had gotten behind him!
"Look, I know you think I'm using Hinamori or something, but come on," Makoto said, exasperated. His released sword was pointed at Hitsugaya's head, another giant ice dragon ready to fly if it had to as indicated by the small dragon symbol now etched onto the blade. "What could Aizen have to gain from doing this?"
He scowled. "There's also the fact of the matter that I hate that smiling bastard as much as you do."
"Why should I believe you?" Hitsugaya asked flatly. "Aizen himself was just one big charade, a puppeteer. He's also patient. Patient enough to find a use for someone like you."
"Maybe... But I also know that you killing me isn't going to help Hinamori. Or help me either, since I'll be, ya know... Dead."
"You're a goddamned pawn at best, and Aizen himself at worse," Hitsugaya snarled. Makoto gritted his teeth.
"Then give me a chance to prove myself!"
"Never again..."
"Then it seems we have a problem, huh?" Makoto asked.